Geremia

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HOUR GLASS

HOUR GLASS
A sudden winter chill
stills the night
and steals the fire of day.
my light grows dim
the past fades into oblivion.
there is no place to hide
and I am lost in Time.

About This Poem

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: USA

Comments

weirdelf

11 years 11 months ago

Sir wordcrafter,

Not a word or letter out of place. A darkly smoldering gem.
If you would like to hear my reading of it right click on this link.

http://vocaroo.com/i/s1zyVPA9OlYp

Geremia

11 years 11 months ago

appreciated

appreciated, I did hear reading.ir was read as I meant it to be understood, thanks, jess.

joe

loved

11 years 11 months ago

welcome back

and we must all address you as
SIR
in caps

Geremia

11 years 11 months ago

Thanks. I don't write much

Thanks. I don't write much lately. Appreciate your kindness.

joe

Seren

11 years 11 months ago

Dearest Joe

I agree with Jess not a word out of place, its a wonderful poem I cant pick a favourite line or phrase its flawless

bravo

much love your Jayne xxx

Geremia

11 years 10 months ago

Thanks, my Jane. I've been

Thanks, my Jane. I've been long to answer.
joe

loved

11 years 10 months ago

glad to see u over here

that shows u have
WILL POWER

Geremia

11 years 10 months ago

As always...thanks. :)

Nordic cloud

11 years 10 months ago

Just beautiful. Love Anni

Just beautiful.

Love Anni

Geremia

11 years 10 months ago

As is your own spirit,

Love

Longobardolino